Promise
that u wont talk about it
Even if
it gets real good
If
there’s one thing we can admit
No one
can deny what we can defy
I b
twerking, U b lurking
We
undressing, the moon b rising
Squad b
chanting as we grinding
Beats b
blazing, God b watching (our game)
Keep the
secrets they don’t want u to show
Good
boys wont do half the things that I know
Breakthrough
all the walls that incarcerate u
Lets do
all the things that make us feel brand new
We got
the magick no one can deny it
Celebrate
that with me, no u don’t have to commit
Come
explore the things u never known
I wont
leave u stranded on ur own
We b
running around bare naked
Calling
forth the awaken and the sacred
And
though we have all been hated and forsaken
We reap
the spoils of which they created
Smoke
and mirrors, Pagan rituals
Magick
crystals, cosmic visuals
Candles
burning, séance brewing
Beats b
blazing, God b watching (our game)
Good
boys wont do half the things that I know
Keep the
secrets they don’t want u to show
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